Body of a Lion, Heart of a Snake

Prologue

They think they know me. They think they have me all figured out. But they haven't a clue. They probably don't even care that I am gone. I have slipped through their memories like sand through an hourglass. If they could only see me now. But soon they will remember me. They will see me for what I really am.

I live a solitary life, and that is the way I like it. No one's expectations to live up to. No one to answer to. No one to tell me how wrong I was or how right Harry Potter is. How wonderful he is.

You are wondering who I am, I suppose? Well, my name is Percy Weasley and this is my story.